Monthly Archives: December 2011
Broken Child
O, sweet child, What have they done to you? The soft feathers upon your back, Have been ripped to shreds by such attacks. Their screams and lashes have wronged you so, And now to they your heart goes. Little child, … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Prose
Tagged Command, Dark, Freedom, Grim, Hope, Liberation, Life, Obey, Pain, Poetry, Prose, Rebellion, Suffering, Suicidual, Uselessness, Worthlessness, Writing
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